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A moment in time
That cannot be erased
A memory etched
That won't be replaced
That night I won't forget
And will treasure it forever
To be in your presence
Is a gift I will part with never
I dreamed of this day
For oh so many years
And thought for sure
I would be reduced to tears
And have no words in me
To muster up the strength to say
I would be a puddle
And would have all words locked away
But when I got up to you
And you looked to me with those eyes
I felt so comforted and safe
And in that moment I began to realize
That I could speak to you
And get out what I felt inside
It came out so clear and calmly
And I didn't feel the need to hide
In the back of the crowd
Or remain silent while you there
I simply felt so blessed
And like you were the answer to a prayer
That I might have the chance
Just one chance so divine and real
To tell you all the things you have done for me
And the way you have made me feel
And then I got a picture
Which was all I ever hoped for
I couldn't believe it at all
It was everything I wanted and so much more
You took the opportunity
To talk to all of us and let us tell you our story
You then took time to walk with us
And made this night so full of glory
We never thought you would walk
With us down the street
This was so much more amazing
What a way to meet
The one who has inspired us for so long
And given us way more than we could explain
We have loved you for so long
And that love will always remain
Because you showed so much generosity
And beauty and touched us to the core
You gave us such a wonderful memory
That we truly could not ask for more
In this life ever
Beacuse we got the chance to meet you
But you took it beyond the call
You gave us more than we ever bargained for
And we are so grateful for it all
If we could replay the moment over
We would rewind it again and again
Its one of those moments we will cherish
Until our lifetime's end
As daylight fades behind a fractured beauty,
Lights flash and hands in the air,
Hearts collide while shadows search through the night,
Reaching out for something to hold,
But all you got was an empty feeling,
The breath you gave was not wasted,
We heard you screaming out,
For something to believe in,
A mix of a motion your arms wide open,
Your light will find its way,
Just open your day and let everything fall into place,
While Shakespeare spoke,
You sang them and took their breath away,
The world is just a stage; you existed because you dreamed,
But you dream no more,
You forget the people you aloud to dream,
The people you inspired, the future,
The second most beautiful thing, music,
Legends never die while you reach out in the night,
Pull her close, and let her hear the song you speak,
Never let go, family comes first,
For you have turned many raw,
But none come near to as naked as you,
Beautiful you walked on the people that loved you,
As they cry out for more, they enjoyed it,
Your own worst critic,
You, seek redemption for yourself, as most the world should,
As the music fades you’re left with people staring,
I will not ask you about empty,
Most words are,
I wouldn’t last a minute on the creek,
I was just hoping these words could move you,
To see the light you have given me,
The heart and passion that kept me alive,
While inspiration taught me to play,
You kept me beating,
To miss voice like yours,
I guess I'll just cope with what I can't control,
You brought me back to life.
Thank you for your words,
The simple essence of your being,
The footprint you left, subtler than most,
Lyrically renowned, Innocence was lost long ago.
(Dedicated to Craigery Michael Owens- an amazing musician, profound human being with
open eyes)
Form:
Now where does this Highlander start
To thank those commenter's, present and past
So many read and absorbed
Their kindness to me always lasts
Dr.Ram and Carol Brown
My African Queen 'Miss Wilma Neel's
Michael from New York City
Whose comments I internally feel
There's Andrea, the Utah babe
And Carolyn, from Florida State
Their writing I so enjoy
For their words reverberate
John Loving is such a wonderful guy
There's Sara and Doris too
Deb Radke and Sharon Ruebel our newbies
Made welcome to our literal zoo
P.D. Skat and Constance
Barbara, Iolanda and June
Francine from lovely Nanaimo
Many thanks to all of you
To Ruben, Celene and Raul
Your past writes have helped me grow
Along with so many others
You have helped my words to flow
Blimey! I better not miss out the Brits
Sarah, Brian, Sharon and June
And Anna Marie, away down in Wales
I have read in my front room
Many dudes I also have to thank
Harry Horsman the Geordie boy
The two Roberts, Dufresne and Hinshaw
Whose writings bring so much joy
There's also the bard called Peranteau
Billy the Kidster, Cecil as well
HG, Catie Lindsey and James Goff
Who marshalls his words real swell
And lastly there's the thousands of others
This character has ran out of space
Keep the ink in you pen gently flowing
Your names to me is your face
Golly! this is turning into a story
And many told by the above writing troops
As I marvel at your writing ingredients
Keep writing for this wonderful Soup
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I wish I could be like Linda-Marie,
Whose words are always filled with generosity.
To say that she is a poet of repute,
Is something none of us can ever refute.
Her works are sometimes harshly gentle,
And all could well adorn our mantle.
Her personal writings are so deep indeed,
I often wonder what might have planted that seed.
She gives credit to those when credit is due,
When she comments on a poem or two.
I know that she takes us wherever she goes,
Even to the beach, where the sand warms her toes.
For so many of us know how this is true,
I am not the only one who will extol her virtue,
So, when it comes right down to the call,
She has been there for us, each one and all.
There are so many poets here who are worthy of note,
She's told each one, in the words that she wrote.
I didn't know just what I could say,
About a person who is always writing away.
But, I thought I needed to get a few lines in,
So that I would not feel chagrined.
The one thing that I have to say on my part,
Yes, Linda, YOU are the Poetry Sweetheart!
The delight about poetry
Is that we all live and learn
And for our writes to be read
We all have to earn
And we learn by reading
Other poets writes
For its a learning curve
And strengthens our mights
Its not always possible
For our words to be graced
But its what it brought us
To be here in the first place
Employment and families
Take up much of our time
But if we read to be read
Our writing will climb
Inspiration is absorbed in many ways, many times it will lie dormant and like a moth to
the flame, an attraction sparks ones imagination. I only know too well, as my mind appears to
have a few hard drives. May all your words flow, and your lives glow >> James..........
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/life-2.php
I am the one of us
As you are the one as i
We write from our hearts
And watch our poetry ply
Our words grow from our thoughts
And grace surfaces we scribe
All words are free to us
For its in our writes transcribed
We write about our pasts
And the times in our lives
Of nature and its wars
Where daily life decides
About the rights and wrongs
Families and our friends
Cooking up such delights
About our past times and our trends
We even write about our lost
And why they are no longer here
If even for their moment
That they graced this beautiful sphere
As you read the writes of i
Whilst i read the writes of you
Our writings in us write
The writes of me and you